Sir President, Your Stamina is Amazing! - Chapter 85
Due to some copyright issues. I changed some word such god= supreme-ruler. /diviné= supreme. And some Chinese words etc, all of this to avoid copyright *.*
A novel by the same Author of nano machin and the same universe:
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Chapter 85: What Gift Do You Want?
Translator: 549690339
âAhâŠâ Luo Yangyang was dumbfounded.
She could say that she knew about Feng Shengâs birthday, but she had never thought of giving him a birthday present.
âAh what?â Feng Sheng exuded a dangerous aura.â My gift, hurry up and give it to me!â
Seeing Feng Sheng asking for a gift so confidently, he decisively refreshed Luo Yangyangâs impression of shamelessness.
âWhat gift do you want?â Luo Yangyangâs tone was especially weak because she felt guilty.
Feng Sheng did not lack anything. He did not need her to give him anything, right?
Besides, he couldnât afford the expensive ones, but he definitely wouldnât like the cheap ones. What else could she give him?
âI want whatever you give me.â Feng Shengâs face darkened even more.
The little thingâs hesitant and cowering appearance meant that she really didnât prepare a birthday present for him?
He had told her a few days ago that it was his birthday today.
She actually didnât take it to heart!
shit!
She wanted to see how he would deal with her tonight.
âDo you really want whatever you give me?â Luo Yangyang could not believe it.
Was Feng Sheng that easy to brush off?
No way!
âCut the crap, hurry up!â Feng Sheng crossed his arms around his chest. He was getting impatient.
This was the first time in his life that he had asked for a gift from someone else, yet the little thing was so slow.
He didnât have any eyesight.
âIâll take whatever you give me.â Luo Yangyang stood still and murmured softly,â Is it because I donât want anything?ââ
Wuuuu.
What should he do?
She really didnât prepare a birthday present for him. Where was she supposed to get one?
âWhat did you say?â Feng Shengâs aura exploded. His murderous intent was terrifying. His dark and cold face locked onto Luo Yangyang.â Luo Yangyang! You really didnât prepare a gift for me on my birthday!â
âYes! Iâve prepared a gift for you!â Luo Yangyang wanted to die under Feng Shengâs powerful aura.
Even if she didnât have one, she had to make one out of thin air. Otherwise, Feng Sheng wouldnât know how to deal with her.
Feng Sheng glared at Luo Yangyang and walked to the sofa. He sat down like a king.
Under his domineering aura, he spoke in a domineering and commanding manner.âIf you have it, bring it over quickly!â
âAlright, alright.â Luo Yangyang was so frightened that she nodded her head repeatedly, but her hands were clasped together guiltily.
She felt wronged.
Feng Sheng was obviously the one who wanted the gift. He should be the weaker party, right?
She had the right to choose not to send him off, right?
However, why did Feng Sheng act so matter-of-factly, as if she had to pay tribute?
Bastard.
He only knew how to bully her.
Luo Yangyangâs nervous fingers paused. She suddenly remembered something that You You had bought when she was shopping with her last week.
It could be put to good use now.
Under Feng Shengâs Overlordâs gaze, Luo Yangyang moved toward him carefully.
âGive me your phone.â Luo Yangyang stretched out her hand and opened it in front of Feng Sheng.
âWhat are you doing?â Feng Sheng sat down in a domineering manner, unmoved.
âHurry up if you want a gift!â Luo Yangyang retorted.
If he kept shouting at her, she would shout back at him now.
She had never seen someone so shameless when asking for gifts.
â..âFeng Sheng examined Luo Yangyang.
In the end, he took out his golden phone and placed it on Luo Yangyangâs palm.
The little thing was infuriated by him again?
Luo Yangyang walked to the dressing table with her phone. Her back was facing Feng Sheng, so he could not see what she was doing.
âWhat are you doing?â Feng Sheng stared at Luo Yangyangâs back. No matter how he looked at her, he felt that something was wrong..